This blog is about the movie, but it’s also about my family. If you haven’t seen the movie and plan to, you might want to skip this post. Spoilers are included. I’m not recommending this film as I found it chockfull of flaws, but I will say it was interesting and we are still talking about it. So there is that.

My husband had a conversation with our daughter about the film (she hasn’t seen it). She concluded that the movie is surrealistic. It was definitely a mind-fuck, I’ll give her that.

Essentially the protagonist is searching via time travel to find himself, but you don’t know that right off. He is trying to stop a mass murderer that turns out to be an older version of himself. Let me just say, that’s not the really mind screwing part. Trust me on that. Almost all the important characters are the protagonist at different points of his life.

Let’s go back to my husband and daughter, and their interesting talk. My husband left the conversation feeling like she is a know-it-all teenager, which she is and not unlike many kids her age.

I love them both dearly but they are both that way. Yes, my husband too. He has incredible confidence in his views, values, and opinions not unlike his offspring. There was some talk of her growing out of it, but I nipped that in the bud. “Not likely,” I said.

He wasn’t thrilled with my conclusion but he also didn’t disagree. It was a rather hilarious conversation, not only because of the power of the genetic code but because of the film’s story.

We first follow a baby who is left at an orphanage. When she is a woman, she meets a mysterious man, who gets her pregnant and takes off. She has the baby only to find out she has both male and female organs. The doctors turn her into a man and he/she struggles with their identity. Our time traveling protagonist talks the male version into telling him the story. Then he takes him (himself) to the moment that the original woman gets impregnated. It turns out, yep, they are all the same person, including the baby she has, which ends up at the orphanage. I forewarned it’s a mind-fuck.

I won’t give away all the plotlines but the circular story sort of represents life in a weird way. Genetic code or nurture, they both have profound impacts on who we become, just like in Predestination.

I love my husband and daughter and honestly envy the self-confidence they have. I could use a little more of that myself.

If you did or do check out the movie, let me know what you thought of it.

Warm hugs,

Blakely

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